And here they were, New Year's Day and while he and Rig certainly had tender asses, no one was hung over.
Who needed booze to ring in the new year when they had each other?
Rook popped his head up, grinning as he realized he was pretty much near the bottom of a pile of arms and legs and other much more interesting body parts.
They said to start out the year how you wanted it to continue, so he was exactly where he wanted to be and if it was true, well 2016 was going to be his year.
Happiest of 2016s to you all!
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